Not long after.
Huo Lie and Feng Pingcheng arrived together.
Feng Ya had already rushed back first. She not only changed into dry clothes herself but also brought a set for the female assassin from Water Village to wear.
Feng Ya’s clothes were a bit too large on the female assassin, sowhat revealing, but better than nothing.
Han Zhan had already used Clear Heart Powder to cleanse the entire room of evil toxins, and he seed much more normal.
All parties involved have taken their places, and Han Zhan recounted the incident of his assassination attempt, his deductions, and Water Village’s attitude to them.
After listening, Huo Lie imdiately burst out with curses.
"Are the people of Water Village all idiots? Repaying kindness, what a joke! If they want to repay kindness, they can feed themselves to the Evil Dragon. Why drag our villages into it? What is this?"
Huo Lie found himself at a loss for words.
Han Zhan ntally supplented for him: "Saintly hypocrites."
Feng Pingcheng wasn’t as direct as Huo Lie, but he shook his head, expressing his displeasure over Water Village’s actions.
Han Zhan had just solved a crisis for their two villages and was a great hero. Yet, Water Village, supposedly an ally, tried to assassinate him?
"In short, if Water Village tries such things again, our two villages will not stand idly by!"
As Feng Pingcheng said this, he suddenly clenched his fist.
A faint layer of blue Fist Gang suddenly enveloped his entire fist.
Seeing this, no one present was surprised.
This was also the second matter they were here to discuss.
"When I was sleeping today, I suddenly felt a special power surge within , and I discovered that I had gained the ability to manipulate fire."
As Huo Lie spoke, he clenched his fist like Feng Pingcheng, and suddenly exerted force, causing a fla to ignite, radiating scorching heat.
"I am, too," Feng Ya echoed.
If Han Zhan’s guess was correct, not just them, but all the residents of Fla Village and Fengbai Village would more or less have Fire and Wind abilities.
In the Qinse World, as Han Zhan’s main quests advanced, certain things were gradually unlocking.
Maps, monsters, villages, and abilities!
Han Zhan felt a bit and was shocked to find that Huo Lie actually possessed powers equivalent to a Tier Seven Fire Ability User, Feng Pingcheng was a Tier Seven Wind Ability User, and Feng Ya surprisingly had Tier Five strength.
The female assassin they had caught was also probably Tier Five, but why Water Village sent her to assassinate remained unknown.
Was it because she was the most beautiful?
Tsk.
...
Deep within a water-surrounded pool.
An inconspicuous little village was situated here, where no one would expect a village to be in the water.
It naturally repelled water like an inverted transparent glass do, covering the entire village.
Previously, this Water Repelling Shield seed more like a cage, isolating the villagers from the outside world, preventing them from leaving.
Yesterday, there was a great commotion outside, and when it ended, the High Priest imdiately arranged for people to leave through the Water Repelling Shield, not expecting it to succeed.
"High Priest, Shui Rou hasn’t returned yet; nothing should happen to her, right?"
An elderly woman, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, stood at the center of the Water Village.
Here, there was an unfathomably deep pool.
At this mont, the water level in the pool had dropped significantly, revealing a Cold Iron Chain leading downward to an unknown region.
Upon hearing her villagers’ report, the woman addressed as High Priest raised her hand.
A water ball gathered above their heads, but after a mont, it exploded, shattering into countless small droplets that lingered.
She shook her head and sighed, "Shui Rou failed."
"Impossible, Shui Rou was our village’s only genius to perfect the Water Concealnt Technique, and even she failed?!"
"The sun is bright, the trend is unstoppable, and the current of fate is irresistible."
The High Priest lowered her deep gaze, once again looking at the Deep Pool.
"Now, with three of the Four Symbols appearing, the on of the death catastrophe foretold by our ancestors has beco increasingly apparent."
"We don’t have much ti left."
"But High Priest, is what we’re doing really right? It’s not evil..."
Smack!
The High Priest didn’t move.
The speaker had a deep red mark on his face.
He covered his face, lowered his head, and said nothing more.
"Go and gather all the villagers of Water Village in the central area."
"Later, I will break the Water Repelling Shield, and everyone should prepare for the village’s subrsion."
"We will live underwater for a while. Once this period is over, the death catastrophe can be circumvented!"
This was the High Priest’s second plan.
After her villagers left, she went alone to the edge of the Deep Pool, grabbed the Cold Iron Chain that led into the depths, and agilely leaped in.
Below the Cold Iron Chain was a world shrouded in darkness.
The space was unimaginably large, with only a few dark plants emitting a faint eerie glow.
The High Priest’s figure continued descending.
No one knew how long the Cold Iron Chain was or who forged it; it took another ten minutes before the High Priest felt solid ground underfoot.
She turned around.
Looking back.
Her eyes had gradually adjusted to the darkness and saw a new scene.
It was a dragon!
It lay dormant, its entire body as massive as a gigantic mountain, exuding a terrifying aura. The whiskers on its head swayed without wind, its whole body emitting a faint grey aura.
Surrounding it were nine chains, and these chains were engraved with strange symbols, resembling so unintelligible script, densely packed.
So chains had already fallen to the dusty ground nearby, while others still firmly bound it.
Sensing the High Priest’s arrival,
the once silent dragon opened its eyes.
Its vertical pupils were several tis larger than an adult human’s, radiating a blood-red glow full of malevolence.
It tried to open its mouth, but the symbols on the chain binding its mouth glead brilliantly, illuminating the surroundings with golden light.
The Evil Dragon, pained, quieted again.
"Dragon Lord, please endure a while longer. Six of the nine Dragon-Binding Locks have been fully opened. If you give us enough ti, we will definitely help you break free!"
The High Priest of Water Village spoke respectfully.
"There’s no ti."
At this mont, a young man’s figure appeared from the shadows.
"Expecting a Tier Seven Water Ability User like yourself to keep him restrained is re fantasy. Not to ntion, the seal on these chains is so strong that, given your abilities, it would conservatively take at least a hundred years to wear them down."
The High Priest of Water Village didn’t question the intruder’s identity.
She rely raised her head, scrutinized the young man briefly, and asked, "What thod do you have, and what price must Water Village pay?"
The man held up a single finger.
"I can help you release it from its seal."
"As paynt, I want a drop of dragon’s essence blood."
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